When Shuanting saw this figure, he trembled: "Why are you here?"
This Deng Dong was his former colleague and controlled different King of War teams.
It's just that things have changed, and now he is a useless person, but Deng Dong is still the war king general who follows the God of War Gu Zhanhong!
Deng Dong said in a complicated tone: "I am now ordered to follow Mr. Ye's instructions, and this master Wang Mingyang is Mr. Ye's apprentice."
"He is... Mr. Ye's apprentice?" Shu Ting felt that things were getting tricky.
He offended Ye Yang, will Ye Yang's apprentice still agree to see a doctor?
At this moment, Zhou Bing next to him didn't understand the twists and turns, so he knelt down with a bang!
"Master Wang! My old man's condition is urgent and has reached the point where he will die without emergency treatment. Please move to Linhai City to treat my old man..."
"On behalf of the entire Zhou family, I kowtow to you!"
"If you don't go for treatment, if something goes wrong with the old man, hundreds of people in our Zhou family will all be affected."
"For your rescue this time, our Zhou family will be grateful to you..."
Next to him, Falcon glared at him: "Can you represent the Zhou family?"
Zhou Yibing said angrily: "Why can't I represent the Zhou family? I am a direct descendant of the Zhou family! I can't represent it. How can you, a loser like you, be able to represent it?"
"Show your identity clearly! In the past, because you were the king of war, you could also help the Zhou family with activities and make other families fear our Zhou family. But now, you have nothing, you waste!"
"Now, I, Yi Yi Bing, my direct bloodline, am the representative of the Zhou family!"
Falcon was furious and slapped Zhou Bing.
"shut up!"
Although his kung fu was crippled, he was still equivalent to the strength of an ordinary person. As for Zhou Yibing, his body was often drained by drinking and sex, and now he was so weak that he couldn't even bear this slap and almost fell to the side.
Shu Ting: "Even if I have no time left, I can still control the entire Zhou family. Shut up, you trash!"
While the two were arguing, Wang Mingyang next to him shook his head.
"You don't need to say anything anymore. I have already made a decision. I will not care about your Zhou family's affairs."
He just heard Deng Dong say that after the two of them had offended Ye Yang, he no longer wanted to deal with the matter.
"Master Wang..."
What else did the two of them say.
Wang Mingyang waved his hand and called Jiang Chao: "Drive them out."
Jiang Chao led a group of bodyguards and pushed the two of them out without any explanation.
When they got outside, Shu Ting cursed: "Bing Zhou, don't think that because I have no time now, you can try to take back the position of the next head of the Zhou family."
"Let me tell you, I have been the protector of the Zhou family for so many years. Basically all the people in key positions of the Zhou family are arranged by me and they all have to listen to me. Why are you trying to compete with me?"
Shuanting has lost his kung fu and has become an ordinary person.
Therefore, he has to find a way out for the rest of his life.
Although he was just a superficial person and considered an outsider to the Zhou family, he used his years of management experience to vow to truly turn the assets of the Zhou family into his own and drive out Zhou Yibing, his direct relative.
Zhou Yibing also closed his eyes at this moment, not knowing what to do.
If he and Shun Ting were to compete fairly, he would not be competitive at all.
As Shu Ting said, now the entire Zhou family, from top to bottom, and in key positions, are all arranged by Shu Ting, and they all obey Shu Ting's orders.
Zhou Yibing's only chance is to let the old man live a few more years, let the old man regain control of the Zhou family's lifeline, and then pass it on to himself. This is the safest way.
Now Shuanting is a useless person, and his influence on the Zhou family will only continue to decline with the passage of time. As long as the old man is cured, time is on his side.
Therefore, he wanted the old man in his family to get better even more than Falcon.
"Cousin, what do you think we should do?" For the sake of the old man, Shu Ting could only suppress his anger temporarily and patiently discuss with Shu Ting.
"I can only find another miracle doctor."
"It's just that Wang Mingyang is the best miracle doctor in the whole province after all. He is the one who is most confident of curing the old man."
"Well, let's find a way then." Zhou Yibing sighed helplessly and said, "Then let's go find the miracle doctor separately."
Falcon nodded: "Okay, then let's split up and see who has the better miracle doctor. When the time comes, we will take him directly to the Zhou family."
After Zhou Yibing waited for Shu Ting to leave, he did not leave directly. Instead, he returned to Wang Mingyang's Xuanhu Jishi Hall.
"Master Wang!"
As soon as Zhou Yibing appeared, Wang Mingyang's expression dropped: "Didn't I tell you? I won't take action on your Zhou family's affairs. Do you want me to kick you out again?"
Zhou Yibing quickly said: "Master Wang, listen to me."
"I'm really here to invite you sincerely, please take a look."
As he spoke, he took out a flat square box from his arms.
"Look, this is the thousand-year-old blood Ganoderma lucidum."
Wang Mingyang only glanced at it, his eyes widened and he couldn't move away anymore.
This blood-red Ganoderma lucidum is not only of high age, but also looks great.
The most important thing is that Wang Mingyang remembered that Ye Yang once said that the magic medicine he refined last time was actually missing the thousand-year-old blood Ganoderma lucidum.
Ordinary thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum cannot be added to Ye Yang's magic medicine. Only this blood Ganoderma lucidum can be used, and it must be old enough.
"If this medicine can be added, the master's magic medicine can be refined again."
"When the time comes, the efficacy of all these pills will be even higher!"
Thinking of this, Wang Mingyang became excited.
The current miracle medicine is already so powerful. If we add blood Ganoderma lucidum, how magical will it be?
Zhou Yibing was still beside him, chattering endlessly about the benefits of his blood Ganoderma lucidum.
"This blood Ganoderma lucidum is an heirloom of my Zhou family. It was acquired by my grandfather by chance. It has been stored in my Zhou family for more than twenty years."
"According to my grandfather, it was grown and bred in the extremely cold earth veins. It is as effective as blood."
"Even though Shuanting has been in charge of our Zhou family for so many years, my grandpa has never shown him anything."
"If my old man hadn't been seriously ill this time, he wouldn't have taken out this Blood Ganoderma."
Every family may have an indescribable heritage. The older the family, the deeper the accumulation.
The accumulation of the Zhou family is not the book data on the surface, nor the assets, but this blood Ganoderma lucidum.
"This...let me think about it."
Wang Mingyang said: "Jiang Chao, take him to the next room first."
